Princesses Provide Ticklish Testing
“And then I get it between his toes and he just, totally crumbles.”
“Hah, seriously?”
“Seriously; all that stoic silence out the window. Heh, I think I winded that handsome farm boy more than a day in the fields ever could.”
Down at the outskirts of Canterlot was a fairly popular tavern. Though there were some quality choices of food and drink, it was the services that gave it notoriety, particularly the services provided by the stallions that had their own table in the back, who were currently engaged in a vivid conversation with their friend.
“I love getting clients like that,” Dreamy smirked, leaning against the table onto his elbow. “Just getting someone that looks tough and having them break down into the most adorable tickle toy.”
“You mean like Gilda and Dash did the other week?” Flicker asked. “Took them a whole, what, seven seconds before they started begging?”
Stable let out a short bark of laughter at that, “Ohh yeah, I’ve seen a few others like that. Dash included, in fact! She actually came into my store last week; swear, her face was red as the streak in her mane. Came in asking me about what might work best for a ‘slow burn’ in her own words… You guys wouldn’t happen to have had a hand in that?” The blue-coated stallion grinned, taking a long pull from his mug of cider.
“Maaaaybe!” Dreamy winked, stretching to put his hands behind his head. “I’m just surprised we’ve been seeing her so often. It’s usually her with someone else, like Applejack or Rarity or Fluttershy. It’s almost always under the pretense of like, a competition or bet or whatever. I always thought she HATED being tickled, but…” the white pegasus shrugged.
Flicker chuckled. “Well, we should let her admit that on her own. It is a particularly stunning surprise seeing her so often, given how insanely ticklish those feet of hers are.” The golden earth pony side-eyed his business partner. “Though I suppose the same could be said of all pegasi…”
“HEY!”
“What? You know it’s true,” Stable chimed in, a cheeky grin spreading over his lips. He suddenly reached out, poking at one of Dreamy’s exposed underarms, “You pegis are naturally far more sensitive than earth ponies or us unicorns.”
“Gyaaah!” Dreamy instantly recoiled, pretty much proving the unicorn’s point. “Y-you’re just jealous that I’ve got the best natural tickling tools out there,” he huffed, fluffing up his wings.
“Uhh, excuse you?” The other stallion paused at that, before reaching up and gently tapping his horn, “I’m sorry, but with this bad boy here? I outstrip both of you. After all, I can wield feathers, plus brushes, scratchers, pinwheels… Anything, really.” He leaned back in his own corner of the booth, chuckling a bit, “And I would be happy to prove my point to either of you, if you’re brave enough.”
“Oh yeah?” Dreamy cocked his eyebrow. “Well I…would be more than happy to let Flicker prove you wrong!”
“Thanks.” The earth pony playfully rolled his eyes. “Anyway, it wouldn’t make a difference. I’m fairly certain the things that I can accomplish as an earth pony far out does anything that could be done with wings or magic,” he smirked with confidence.
Stable let out a low hum, locking eyes with Flicker as he kept his smile, “Interesting… That sounds like a challenge, if you ask me.” His gaze quickly shifted over to Dreamy, “What do you say, guys… Up to a little gentleman’s wager to see which of us can outdo the other? Sounds like a fun way to spend a Saturday night.”
Flicker casually shrugged. “Sure, why not? I have plenty of new toys I need tested anyhow.”
“Fine, I’m not scared of either of you,” Dreamy crossed his arms. “So how are we doing this? Cause having us be each others’ judge is…y’know…”
Stable nodded, “Yeah, hardly a good idea for us to judge each other when we’re the competitors. If we wanna have this done right, we’re gonna need some impartial judges, aren’t we?”
The unicorn hummed softly to himself, gaze shifting back and forth as he scanned around the bar. It wasn’t terribly busy right now, and the patrons who were there all seemed to be occupied with their own business and friends. However, just as he was about to suggest seeing if any of Dreamy and Flicker’s regulars might want to drop by, he paused as he saw the tavern entrance push open, eyes widening a bit as three familiar figures stepped through. But then he just snickered softly and motioned towards the door.
“Well, ask and ye shall receive, I suppose.”
“Hey, that’s convenient,” Dreamy snarkily noted.
The trio that approached their table were notably taller than most of the other patrons at the tavern. Their entrance did cause some heads to turn, but their appearance at this location wasn’t exactly an unusual sight.
“Well, this is an unexpected sight, wouldn’t you say?” Stable’s gaze drifted up as he noticed the three princesses approaching their table. “What brings the royal sisters down here at this time of the evening?” For most, such a casual greeting to the rulers of Equestria would be unthinkable. But Stable was used to at least one of them, considering she was in his shop with a frequency that could no doubt cause a scandal if any out of town press picked it up.
“Along with the Princess of Friendship herself, no less,” Flicker chimed in, beaming as he leaned against the table, head resting on clasped hands.
“Sup, girls? How are you doing, Tia?” Dreamy asked, leaning back with a level of casualness that definitely wasn’t appropriate for who he was talking to in any other situation.
Celestia simply giggled. “Nice to see you too, Dreamy. You know there’s only one reason why we’d be here,” she said with a wink.
“Though admittedly, we were wondering if you fine stallions had anything new or special you wanted to test out today,” Luna said. “We had some ideas, but we couldn’t quite agree, so we thought it’d be better to leave it in the hands of the experts.”
“Really now? Well, funny that; see, I was just making a wager with these two here…” Stable started, only to pause as Luna dropped her gaze on him.
“My apologies for interrupting, but… Who might you be?”
“Ohh, Twilight hasn’t told you about me?” He gave the shorter of the royals a small grin, quickly making Twilight’s face light up as she tried to hide it behind her mane. However, that seemed to make both Luna and her sisters’ eyes light up a bit in realization.
“Ahh, so then you must be Stable Reins,” Celestia chimed in, “I assure you, Twilight has spoken to us about you. I guess it only makes sense you would be acquainted with these two given your similar tastes.”
“Yeah, we were in Ponyville to scope out some more potential clients when we met each other,” Flicker explained. “Turns out he’s got a pretty booming business over there, too! Naturally we wanted to get to know each other better and grow a bit.”
“Anyway, the issue right now is that we all think we’re the better tickler,” Dreamy said, pointing to the stallions at each side. “So we kinda need some judges to prove that I’m right and they’re clearly wrong.”
“Poor Dreamy, still in denial about his superior,” Stable teased, chuckling a bit as he nudged against the pegasus. “But yes, we do need folks who will be able to deliver some impartial judgment, you see. And if you ladies are here looking for a bit of fun, I don’t see why we couldn’t help each other out with it.”
Celestia hummed softly, mulling it over only for a few seconds before responding, “Hmmm… Well, I think this sounds fun, frankly. It’s been a while since I was able to properly help with a contest in good fun. If the others are up for it, I’d be happy to assist you three.”
“Well, it’s been a while since I’ve been tickled by either of you,” Twilight giggled, though there was a noticeable nervous waver to it. “I’m in!”
“I can’t see much reason to turn it down; after all, I’ve been looking for an excuse to see how long I can actually withstand these methods of yours.” Luna nodded, arms crossed as she gazed towards the back of the bar, “Though, it would seem we may need to move somewhere a bit better suited for this sort of thing.”
“Of course,” Flicker nodded as he stood up. “With the six of us, it’ll take a bit of preparation, so we can settle how things will work while we strap you in.”
The six went into one of the back rooms the tavern housed. Within it was more than enough kinky tools and furniture to satisfy any type of client the stallions took on. The walls had shelves and drawers filled with feathers, brushes, ropes, cuffs, oils, vibrators, and more. Various frames and seats lay around to comfortably, or even uncomfortably, restrain someone.
“Now, I think the best way to go about this is that each of the stallions takes a princess and ties her in any way they see fit. Then we start tickling. Stable with his magic, Dreamy with his feathers, and me with all my tools. Whoever gets their princess to say the safe word is declared the winner! Simple enough, right?”
“Hang on just a minute there,” Stable suddenly spoke up, holding out a hand and pointing at the other two stallions. “Now just hear me out; thanks to all our story swapping, I know you two…” His fingers then shifted to Celestia and Luna, “Have had these two here several times, each with your own favorites, right?” While he didn’t get a direct answer, the blushes off his friends were all he needed to confirm it. “Exactly. I’d have to say this isn’t going to be fair if we pair up with favorites. So I would suggest that we explicitly go into pairs that avoid that little bias.”
“That is a good point,” Twilight agreed, giving a small nod. Though there was a blush spreading on her own cheeks as she went on, “If we paired up with the ones we know well, it would be an… Well, unfair advantage.”
“Hm, very true,” Flicker nodded. “I assume that you and Twilight also have your own history. If that’s the case, then Stable can go with Celestia.”
“What.” Dreamy instantly turned his head.
“Dreamy, that leaves you with Luna.”
“WHAT.”
“It’s the only way to make it fair,” Flicker shrugged. “We can’t have you cheat by knowing all of Celestia’s weak spots, can we?”
“Fiiine, fine…” Dreamy grumbled as he walked over to Luna’s side, looking at the different bondage furniture around the room. “If you can break her, then it should be no problem for me.”
“Actually, I think that’s my line,” Stable snickered, grinning up at Celestia, “Dreamy’s told me a few stories about how he got you to sing, Princess. I’m sure my own methods will be able to break down that regal shell even more effectively.”
“Ohh, do you think so?” The solar diarch gave a low, almost smug chuckle as she suddenly grabbed Stable by the wrist, “Very well then; since you seem so eager to prove yourself, let’s not waste any time.”
Flicker stood next to Twilight, smirking at Dreamy as they watched Stable walk with Celestia. “Jealous?”
The pegasus half-heartedly shrugged. “Why? I’m gonna win anyway.”
“You seem so certain about your chances, young Dreamy.” Luna had silently moved up behind the pegasus, a short smile on her own muzzle, “And while I can certainly admire that level of confidence, I can assure you I’ll be taking this competition seriously. If you wish to make me speak this safe word, you’ll have to give your all… On that note, what is this safe word going to be?”
“Hmm,” Flicker thought for a moment. “Something simple, like ‘strawberry’ or ‘pineapple’?” he suggested.
Luna gave a gentle now, “I’m preferential to strawberries myself. That would work just fine for me.” She got nods from Celestia and Twilight as well before giving a tilt of the head, “Alright then, that matter is settled.
As the three pairs went around the room, Dreamy looked at the set of stocks, perfectly meant for restraining three clients at once. “...Flicker, how come we aren’t just using this?”
Flicker turned his head to look at what Dreamy was talking about. “Ah, well, we want this competition to be fair, so it’d be better to have each of us choose the position we have our princess in to fully take advantage of our individual skills. It wouldn’t be fair if we put Luna in a position where you couldn’t use your wings to the best of your ability, would it?”
“Mm, makes sense,” Dreamy nodded, continuing his search. Eventually, the pegasus would come across one particular piece that made him stop and do a double-take. It was a solid, sturdy metal Y-frame, with straps secured down in several key spots to ensure minimal movement from its occupant. All with a light layer of padding for some extra comfort as well. He extended out his wings just a little bit, eyeballing the measurements before nodding. “Yep, that’s perfect.”
Dreamy was quick to get Luna set up, stripping the princess of her clothes before putting her on the frame. As he put the last strap around her ankles, he was struck with a flash of inspiration. Thankfully, Luna’s back was towards the wall of tools, so the pegasus could sneak away to get his preparations in order without her seeing what he had planned. After making his preparations, he slowly walked around the frame, Princess Luna’s naked body was so exposed, and he already knew how ticklish certain parts of her were, like her long, slender feet. He could already imagine bringing a few feathers down those arches to make her giggle and blush…
Luna looked at Dreamy with a confident little smirk on her face. Though his face looked confident and ready for action, he couldn’t hide the blush on his cheeks.
Flicker already had a plan in mind, leading Twilight to a tried and true X-frame, which could pivot around so that the victim could be straight up, lying down, or any angle in between. “This is the one,” he said. “Would you mind doing me the honors, Princess?”
Twilight obliged, taking off her clothes and lying down on the frame, shivering a bit as her naked body touched the leather padding.
After getting Twilight naked and laying her down on the frame, Flicker went to see which one of his inventions he’d use first. The position was the easy part, getting all his toys together was going to be the challenge.
Twilight could see little bits and pieces of what Flicker was choosing and rejecting, but whatever he was going through, he was going through a LOT of them. “You’ve…certainly been busy inventing, haven’t you?” she asked nervously.
“Heh, perhaps a bit. Though I’ve yet to truly test their effectiveness to their fullest, and we know how much you love your testing…”
Meanwhile, Stable had decided to keep more in line with his own specialty; he was currently helping Celestia fit on a set of padded, metal cuffs for her wrists and ankles. They weren’t actually attached to anything right now, but the magical runes set in them were a sign that they were meant for. All it would take was a bit of his own magic to activate them, then he could set her into just about any pose he desired. Even if it gave her more wiggle room than the others, it would ensure she went nowhere. “Not uncomfortable, I hope?” he asked, rising up after helping to get the ankle cuffs in place.
Celestia gave a shake of the head, “Not at all, though thank you for asking.” Catching a glance at her sister’s own bare form, she casually slid off her own outfit, “Fair is fair. It looks like I’m ready whenever you are, Stable.”
Flicker looked around, seeing the other stallions with their bound princess, wiggling just a bit to test the strength of the cuffs. “Looks like we’re ready. Anyone need some last-second preparations?”
“Waitwaitwaitwaitwait hold on!” Dreamy interjected, quickly running to one of the drawers, tossing a ring towards the other two stallions. “Just in case, y’know?” he said as he slipped his own ring onto Luna’s horn.
Stable nodded, managing to catch the ring in his hand, “Ahh, right! Thanks Dreamy; definitely better to avoid any magical outbursts.” He grinned just a bit as he slid the device onto Celestia’s horn, a small gem on it glowing softly to show it was actively suppressing her magic. “Here’s hoping that it holds out against Alicorn magic,” he said, mostly to himself as his own horn finally sparked to life, the runes on Celestia’s cuffs also glowing as he activated them.
All at once, Celestia suddenly felt her arms and legs were no longer under her control, the former rising up and tucking themselves behind her head while her left leg gently curled up behind her, heel resting gently against her rump. “Ohh… Well, not what I was expecting, but then… not unwelcome,” she said, her voice a gentle coo at the end as she smiled a bit. “But don’t think I’m going to make this easy for you, young stallion; I like my fun, but I’m hardly any sort of pushover.”
“Ohh, I would never think you are, princess,” Stable assured, chuckling softly as he reached out, a hand gently pressing to her stomach and trailing down over her rigid thigh. “But there’s a reason I’m popular down in Ponyville. My specialty may be crafting bondage, but I know how to make the ponies in my creations give them a proper stress test.~”
“Alright, NOW is everyone ready to start?” Flicker asked after putting the horn ring on Twilight.
Dreamy stretched out his wings to their full, fluffy length, giving a thumbs up.
Stable nodded, his horn surrounded by a green glow.
Flicker turned to Twilight, holding a pair of unusually-shaped paintbrushes in his hands. “Seems we’re all prepared. I hope you are too, Twilight,” Flicker grinned. “May the best stallion win! Aaaaand…go!”
At his own command, Flicker began his work. He started by displaying the brushes he was holding in his hands. The handles were much bulkier than a typical brush, and they had a button on them. When Flicker pressed down with his thumbs, the bristles started to glisten with moisture. It didn’t take much thought for Twilight to figure out what the brushes were now coated with.
Flicker only smirked at Twilight’s quick recognition. “I admit, it’s not an elaborate tickle machine, but it’s quite efficient at getting your most sensitive areas all oiled up, as you’ll soon find out.”
“Eeeeeheeheehee!” Twilight quickly burst into giggles as Flicker brought the brushes down to her soles. Just like he claimed, the brushes were automatically covering any part of her foot they tickled with oil, presumably one of Flicker’s own special blends, far more effective than store-bought baby oil or lotion, he always made them with the express purpose to make a body more sensitive.
“Hm, a promising start, though let’s see what happens when those precious purple soles are all oiled up…”
Stable didn’t actually start as soon as the signal came; rather, his horn sparked once again. This time however, Celestia felt a gentle tingling in the sole of her raised left foot… And then a similar feeling between her legs, making her gasp as a pink tinge went over her cheeks, “O-Oh my… Did you just…”
“Heh, I did, yes.” The unicorn snickered softly as he slid behind Celestia, his magic picking up a rather soft makeup brush from a nearby shelf. “Here, let’s see how effective it is on an alicorn like yourself,” he hummed, grinning as the implement flickered up and down the huge upturned sole. It quickly began to twitch and jerk around, but instead of just a few soft giggles, a bit more ended up coming out.
“H-haaaahahahahahhhhheeeehehehehehehehheeeee!! O-O-Oooohhhhohohohohohhohohohoooommmm… MMhmmhmhmhhmmmm!” Celestia couldn’t help herself as the moans slipped out with her snickering, a soft tingling spreading over her nethers as her foot was teased. He really had, he’d gone and made a link between her crotch and her sole! “S-Stahahaaaahahahart ooout r-rather s… strooooohohohohohohhohhhhhhng, ah, aren’t you?”
“Well, I have to leave an impression even after this is over. After all, if I can get you craving more, I can let my clientele know my work is approved by Celestia herself.” Stable snickered gently, the brush starting to gently tease at her toes as his magic worked it along. “Now save your strength; the only word you should want to say is ‘strawberry’.~”
“OOOhohohho! N-Nohoooooohohot l-lihihihike thhihiihiiiiihihihis!” she protested, shaking her head even as her blush deepened. “Gotta t-try hhh… h-haaaaahhhahahaarder than a bruhuhuhuhuhhhhuhuhhuuuush!”
“Ahh, so you really are a glutton for this huh? Alright then, I can oblige…” Stable smirked, moving over to the wall while allowing the brush to keep teasing. “I have plenty here that can help me get some cracks in that pristine shell…”
Unlike his competition, Dreamy didn’t exactly have a well-formed plan of attack. He stood next to Luna’s ankles, moving his wing to brush the feathers up and down her slender soles. He wanted to prove a point to Flicker and Stable, and his best option was to quite literally wing it.
“Hmhmhmhm!” Luna didn’t bother to hold back her chuckling, looking at Dreamy with a smirk on her lips. “Heheheh…Y-You’ll have to do a lot more than thahahat if you intend on just using those feathers of yohohohours…”
Dreamy simply shrugged, not seeming the least bit worried. “Mm, I know. But I have a good feeling my feathers will prove effective.” Even if he was more comfortable and familiar with tickling Celestia, he at least knew that Luna was much more receptive to harsher and more intense tickles. There wasn’t a lot to do to make feathers particularly intense. Though Dreamy certainly had his ways prepared.
Flicker was quick in covering Twilight’s feet entirely with the oil. Not even the tops of her feet were spared from the brushes. The effects were frighteningly fast. Her toes began twitching involuntarily, now able to feel the cool air blowing through the room and between her toes. A little whimper came out of the mare’s lips as she curled up her feet.
“Aw, look at those cute feet of yours,” Flicker taunted, holding the brushes just above her scrunched up feet, watching her try to move away. “I’m not even tickling them right now, and you’re already squiiiirmiiiing…” He pressed the bristles to the balls of her feet, slowly dragging them down to her heels.
“YAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!” Twilight exploded with laughter, her eyes widened in shock with how much the simple brushes tickled with just one coating of oil.
After just one stroke, Flicker pulled back the brushes. “Well, that’s certainly some impressive results…Your feet are now so very, very ticklish…now let’s see if we can make the rest of your body hit that level of sensitivity…”
Twilight trembled as she watched Flicker try and decide where the brushes would touch down next.
Seeing the other two stallions putting in work made Dreamy sigh a bit. He wanted to enjoy making Luna giggle and squirm for a bit before delivering the harsher stuff. But there was little time for teasing warmups if his competition was already getting into the action. He angled up his wing to start stroking his feathers underneath Luna’s toes, his hands holding them back to make sure she couldn’t defend herself.
Luna’s body tensed up as Dreamy grabbed onto her toes, and squealed as the wave of feathers brushed underneath. “Yaaaaahahaahahahaaa! M-My tohohohohohohoes!”
Dreamy chuckled, using his wings and fingers to do a double-teaming on Luna’s toes. “And to think this is all from just a few feathers. Oh those lovely toes of yours must be soooooo ticklish…”
“Eeeeheeheeheeheehee! C-Cut it ohohohohohoooout!” Luna couldn’t help but blush a bit. Even if she could take the tickling, Dreamy definitely knew how to get her flustered with just his words.
“But you look so adorable with that giggle of yours!” With all the laughter he was getting out of Luna, Dreamy was only using one wing. While barely looking behind him, his left wing extended out, brushing against her bare belly.
“NAAAHAAAHAAAA! GAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHO!” Luna barely had time to react to the wing shooting out before it started to tickle her. Her first instinct was to wiggle her body away from the wing, but all it did was make it tickle more, causing louder laughs and more wiggling in a vicious ticklish cycle, all with minimal effort on Dreamy’s part as he continued to sweep his wing under her toes.
“Are you suuuure you’re the same Princess Luna that loves intense tickles?” Dreamy taunted, sweeping his wing from side to side, changing the speed of his flaps. “Because it looks like you’re turning into a mess with just these feathers…”
Princess Luna looked at Dreamy with a determined glint in her eyes. “D-Do your wohohohohohorst!” She said, sounding more like a demand than a challenge.
“Suit yourself,” Dreamy chuckled, taking a quick dig into her arches with his fingers.
“AAAAAAAAAHAHAAHA NOHOHOHOHOT THERE DREAMY!”
Meanwhile, Stable had finally decided on a handful of toys for himself… At least for the time being. He hummed to himself as he walked back up behind Celestia with a small box in hand; her head was currently tucked down against her neck, her thighs visibly trembling now. A quick peek around showed the unicorn her lower folds were already gently glistening, and it brought a grin to his face.
“My goodness, it seems the princess of the sun is already getting warm,” he teased, fingers pressing into her right inner thigh and gently dragging over it. With her other leg hoisted, there was no way to really move it away, forcing Celestia to take it.
“A-AAAAHAHHAhahahahahaaaaahhahahhahh!!” Finally a proper burst of laughter came through, her head swaying back and forth. “N-NOhohohhhhhhooooohohho fahahahahahaaaaahhhhhhh…” She bit her lip to try and stifle her cries as the teasing sent another, more natural surge to her nethers.
“Mmmm, there’s not much in the way of ‘fair’ in a contest like this, princess.”
“C-Cehehelestia.”
“Hmm?”
“In these situations, it’s just Celestia.”
“Ohh? Well, if you say so, Celestia… Huh, that was weirder than I expected.” Stable chuckled to himself again, sidling up to the raised foot once again as he called off the makeup brush. “Either way, I have something for this foot of yours. Gotta admit, the collection these two have is really impressive. I was a bit surprised to find these. But I think they’re going to help make my job easier in the long run.”
Flicking open the box, he gently pulled out a small, pill-shaped vibrator, the surface a soft tan color. Grinning to himself, the vibrator glowed briefly as he casted a sticking spell on it, before wedging it gently between the big and index toes of Celestia’s foot. Several more followed, each one enchanted to stick in the gaps of all her toes with the added bonus of keeping them from wiggling much. He even stuck two on the instep of her arch, one at the top and bottom.
Realizing what was about to come, Celestia couldn’t stop herself from giving a nervous swallow. Even as her heart pounded in her chest. She heard his horn humming again, clearly ready to activate the toys. “You… Certainly seem to have a thing for anticipation.”
“Heh, I do love building up the tension for my ‘lees, that’s for sure,” he confirmed, grinning as he made the toys start buzzing against her tender flesh. “Now, let’s see if your endurance is really that godly.”
As soon as the vibrators started however, Celestia couldn’t even try to hold back her reaction. It would have been bad enough before his spell made her foot an erogenous zone, but now…
“OOOOOOHOHHHHHOHHOHOOHOHOHOHOHOHOOOOOHHHHOHOOHOHOOOOOOOO!!! WAAAAAAHHHHAHHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHHHHHHAHAHAHAH!! N-NOHOHOOHOOOOHOHOOHOHOOOOOOOOHHHHHHMMMMMMMMMMM!!!” Her laughter rang out freely, yet despite her plea there was no sign of her saying the safeword yet. Instead, her body merely began to writhe and squirm as her foot flailed about, breasts bouncing as her nethers began to glisten from how much more she began to leak.
“Hmhm, looks like that’s a bit too much, eh princess? Feel like you may need that safeword yet?”
“N-NOHOHHOOOO! I, IHIHIHIHII CAN THAHAHAHAHAAAAAHHHH… T-TAKE IHIHIHIHHIHIT!!”
“Ohh? Then should I turn it up instead?”
“AHAHAHH, W-WAHAHAIT!! NOHOHOHOHOOHHHHH!”
Stable snickered a bit, leaning against her back as he gently poked her hips. “Mmm, well you need to make up your mind, or else I’ll do it for you.”
Flicker started with Twilight’s breasts, putting the brushes on her nipples and swirling them around.
After the first two rotations, Twilight let out a loud, shuddering moan. The oil had made her breasts more sensitive almost instantly. The soft bristles touching her breasts was electrifying. Her back arched upward, trying to milk as much of that erotic sensation as possible.
Of course, Flicker wasn’t going to be so kind. He did enough to cover Twilight’s breasts, and then moved onto the more ticklish areas on her body, like her ribs and armpits.
“NAAAHAHAHAHA! NO GOHOHO BAHAHAHAHAAACK!” She pleaded, her moaning and cooing quickly turning into peals of giddy laughter. Going from moving her body towards the brushes for pleasure to trying to escape their tickly wrath.
Flicker simply chuckled at how quickly Twilight flipped. “Hmhmhm…I could…if you’re good and deserve it, but we have a lot of ticklish territory to cover, Twilight, then I can bring out the more fun inventions…”
“P-PLEHEHEHEASE! I CAHAHAHAN’T! IT TIHIHIHICKLES TOOHOHOO MUHUHUHUCH!” Twilight’s body jolted frantically on the frame. Flicker slowly brought the brushes down both sides, trapping her in a ticklish torment no matter where she twisted.
“I dunno what their strategy is,” Dreamy briefly glanced over at Flicker and Stable, shaking his head. “The goal is to get them to say the safe word, not to make ‘em cum.” He turned to look back towards Luna with a mischievous smirk on his face. “Although…”
A chill went down Luna’s spine as she rubbed her inner thighs together. She had no idea if Dreamy’s tone meant that he was considering granting her an orgasm, or denying it entirely.
While Dreamy’s right wing was busy with giving every bit of her feet a full feathering, his left wing got a bit more frisky, moving up to her breasts, then down to her nethers.
“Ooohohohohooo…D-Dreheheheamy…” Luna let out a mix of a giggle and a shudder, what felt like a wall of feathers from his wing gently grazed her perky nipples and then went down to barely kiss her clit. It wasn’t what she’d describe as intense, but it certainly made her needy.
“Y’know, we could just skip all this, if you just say ‘strawberry’ right now,” Dreamy offered. “You get a nice orgasm, and I get to prove I’m better than Flicker and Stable. Win-Win, right?”
“Heeheehehehe…y-you’re gonnahahaha have to earn that wihihihin, Dreamy…”
“Well, I tried being nice,” Dreamy’s response was to turn and dig his fingers into her hips, while his wings fluffed against her armpits and breasts.
“EEEHAHAHAHAHAHA! T-THAHAHAHAHAT’S MORE LIHIHIHIKE IHIHIHIT!” Luna was instantly pleased with how much Dreamy had upped his game, though she was far away from giving in.
Stable had been rather casual as he let the vibrators slowly but surely wear down Celestia’s resistance. His magic kept changing their intensity to ensure that she would never get used to the sensations, or have time to adjust to any of the shifts. It was always at random points too, going from low to high.
Then low again…
Back to medium…
Then low…
Up to high again…
“P-PIHIHIHIHICK OHOHOHOHOOHOHHOOHONE A-AAHAHAHAHAHHAHAALREHEHEHADYYYYYHYHYHYHHYYHYHYHYHHYTHT!!” Celestia couldn’t stop the small outburst, her head tucked down against her bosom as her mind reeled with the constantly-changing intensity. It certainly didn’t help that she couldn’t possibly escape the sensation between her toes where it was easily the most intense. If she could, her lowered foot would be hopping and bouncing about, but the magical cuffs refused to budge.
Meanwhile, Stable simply kept himself propped against her bare back, smirking up at the tall princess, “Ohh, having some trouble keeping up? If it’s really getting to you that much, you’re free to say the safeword any time.”
At that, Celestia didn’t respond right away. Part of her definitely did want to say it, if only to stop the endlessly changing variations… But a much bigger part of her wanted to see just how far this unknown tickler would be willing to go with her to reach his goal. After all, if he was able to get the attention of Dreamy and Flicker then he had to be willing to go that extra distance…
“NOHOHOHHOHOHOHOHOT A CHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANCE!! T-TRYHYHYHYHYHYYHYHY HAHAHAHAHARDEHEHER!!”
“Ohhh, harder, eh?” The vibrators suddenly came to a stop, causing Celestia to go limp. As she caught her breath however, she felt the vibrators gently removed from her foot… Which was then gently lowered back to the floor, albeit stretched out generously from her other leg. “Alright then princess… I think I have something for you.”
“W-Wha…” She wasn’t sure just what he could mean by that, but her gaze shifted down as she saw movement in the corner of her eye… And then felt her heart skip a beat as she could see two magically-gripped hairbrushes approaching her from either side, each one covered with stiff, plastic bristles ending in tiny balls. But they weren’t the only thing she could see; directly in front of her were four normal, firm-bristled toothbrushes. They were heading right for her nipples, two setting up at each of the large nubs and just barely keeping off the skin. All while the hairbrushes remained poised at each of her underarms, and she could even see a feather feathers poise themselves at the underside of her breasts.
“O-Ohh… Oh dear…” Celestia bit her lip, doing her best not to lean into any of the waiting tools. “Well… at least I know you’re worth my time,” she said softly, though easily loud enough for her tormentor to hear.
It brought a grin to Stable’s face, the stallion still straddling her from behind as his hands came around, gently grazing over her inner thighs and making the aroused diarch shudder. “Really now? Well, I’m glad to have such praise from you, Celestia. But what I really want to hear is that safeword, soooo…”
He let his voice trail off as the toothbrushes moved in first, each nipple getting one brush running circles on the sensitive skin around the nubs, while they themselves were scrubbed at gently by the second brushes. Moments later she felt the feathers slide into the horribly soft, tender space tucked under her breasts. It was enough to make her eyes widen and her pupils shrink.
But before she even got a chance to let anything out, the hairbrushes both dove into her underarms, not holding back as they got to scrubbing over every inch of her armpits they could reach. Which was to say every single one.
“WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAAAHAHAHAAA!!! OHOHOHOHOHOOHOOOOOOHOOHOHOHHOHOOOOOHH NOHOHOHOHOHOOHOHOHOHOOOOOO!!! G-GAHAHAHAHAHAAAAHAHAHAAHA, N-NOHOHOHOHOHOT FHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAIR!!”
“Really? Because I do believe I’m the one betting on ‘magic’ here,” Stable teased, grinning as he dragged a single finger up her thigh, letting it flick against her now-exposed pearl as it reached her dribbling lower lips. “Speaking of, seems I’m starting to work a certain charm over you, eh?”
Celestia didn’t even try to reply, not wanting to risk another slipup. She just hoped that she could hold out to the end, but the tingle between her legs was starting to give her doubts…
Flicker grazed the brushes around the little twinkles of Twilight’s cutie mark. “Hmhmhm, I think with that, your whole body’s been oiled up! Now the real fun can begin,” he smirked, looking over to the panting princess. “Unless of course, you want to declare me the winner already?”
Twilight couldn’t keep still. Her entire body was more sensitive than it had ever been before. Even the cold air breezing between her toes started to tickle her. Knowing that Flicker had even more planned made her tremble in fear, but also in excitement. The rational part of her mind wanted her to scream the safe word already, but the tickle-horny princess part did the speaking for her. “A-And leave those toys untested? No way!”
“Suit yourself. How about we do something about those toes of yours first…” Though Dreamy had gotten the horn rings, Flicker had plenty more rings in his pocket, ten in total, each of them with a fuzzy interior.
“Eeep…” Twilight instantly clenched her toes, but a quick tickle to her heels loosened them up. With the fuzzy insides and her oily toes, just the process of Flicker putting them on had her squealing and struggling to break out of the frame.
Flicker couldn’t help but chuckle a bit from Twilight’s thrashing. “What’s all the laughter for? We haven’t even started yet!” he teased. It was a pretty lengthy process, given how Twilight kept involuntarily waving her feet around and wiggling her toes, but he managed to get the rings on all ten toes.
“There we go, all nice and pretty!” he beamed. “And now for the fun part.” He leaned forward and gave each of the rings a quick tap, causing some whirring sounds that slowly grew in volume.
Though it was very quickly drowned out by Twilight howling with laughter. The fuzzy insides of each of the rings spun around, giving each of her toes a constant tickly sensation, made exponentially worse by the oil. “BAAAAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHO TURNITOFFTURNITOFFTURNITOOHOHOHOHOHOHOFF!”
“Oh, faster? If you insist…” The earth pony pinched her big toes in order to tap on each of the toe rings again, increasing their evil tickly speeds.
“NAHAHAHAHANONONONOHOHOHOHOHOHO!” Twilight began to rattle the frame with how much she was shaking, trying to kick her legs like it would get the rings off. Just one ring on her oily toes would be an unbearable torture, but ten at once barely gave her enough energy to think of how much it tickled.
“There we go, now that I have my hands free again…” Flicker picked up the paintbrushes again, dragging those soft bristles up and down her inner thighs, dangerously getting close to her pussy, but always stopping short of making contact.
“GYAAAAHAHAHAHA! OHOHOHOHO COME OHOHOHOHOOOOON!” Twilight’s mind was a hazy mess, but she could still feel how close Flicker was getting and voice her frustrations.
Flicker could feel Twilight try and thrust her hips into the air to cheat her way into an orgasm, punishing her by using the brushes on her stomach instead. “Ah, ah, not yet. We have plenty of toys to test out first.”
Dreamy continued to squeeze and goose Luna’s sides, amused at her attempts to squirm away from his fingers as his wings brushed over her breasts, the soft feathers kissing her nipples and dipping into her cleavage.
Luna let out huffy moans through her giggling, though the squeezes were quick and sudden enough to make her jolt and let out a loud laugh each time. “D-DreheheHEEEEamy! Y-You’re gonnaAAAHAHA need to dohohoho more thahaHAHAHAhahan thahahat if yohohohohou intend TO WIIIIN!”
“Is that serious advice for me, Luna, or just the desperate pleading of a needy and tickle-horny princess?” Dreamy joked, sliding a wing through her cleavage. “Though I suppose you have a point. Soooo…” Dreamy reached into his pocket, pulling out his secret weapon.
At first glance, it looked just like another ordinary feather, but Luna instantly recognized that fiery red and orange coloration. She let a quiet gasp, curling up her toes. “W-Wait, that’s not…!”
“Oh, I assure you it is,” Dreamy smirked, putting the feather to Luna’s arch and giving it a single stroke to demonstrate.
“EEEAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Just the simple touch made Luna scream with laughter. As the feather went down her foot, it set every nerve it touched alight with ticklish sensation. There was no doubt that it was an authentic phoenix feather.
Dreamy was pleased with how little effort it took to get Luna to bellow with belly laughs. “Muuuch better! And to think, that was just one feather. I wonder how you’d be able to hold out with…” The pegasus pulled out more feathers, watching Luna’s pupils shrink in fear.
“Wait…!” Luna crossed her feet, trying to hide as much as possible from the feather. “I-I thought you were only going to be using your wings for this!”
“Did I?” Dreamy playfully tapped his chin. “I don’t recall saying that, I said that I’d be using my feathers, and I’ve gotten these from Philomena fair and square. Stable might have his magic to grab whatever he wants and Flicker can use all his inventions and special oils, but I just need my feathers to get the job done.”
Luna let out a little chuckle, though part of it was out of nervousness. “W-Well, I’m interested to see how you’ll fare in breaking me then.”
Dreamy gave Luna a genuine, not cocky smile. “Aw, thanks!” He looked back at Luna’s feet. “Mmm, maybe just one more.” The pegasus walked over to her feet and grabbed onto Luna’s big toe, holding it still to let the phoenix feather slide its entire length through.
With a loud pomf, Princess Luna’s wings popped out from behind her back as she screamed. “NAAAAHAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHEHEHEEERE! PLEHEHEHEHEAAAAASE!”
Once Luna popped a wingboner, Dreamy pumped his fist in satisfaction. “Wow, I dunno if I even need the other feathers!” He let out a short chuckle, dragging the lone phoenix feather back and forth between her toes, watching her laugh her head off.
There was a small bit of hope in Luna’s heart that Dreamy was actually being serious. The single feather was turning her into a wreck. Each back and forth between her toes tickled more than the last, the phoenix magic rejuvenating whatever it touched to make her howl with hysterics.
“...Buuuut that would mean that I brought these feathers out for nothing, soooooo!” Dreamy grinned with a singsong voice, showing off the other phoenix feathers, just as long and tickly as the first, putting them in a fan formation to make a slow and torturous descent down her soles.
Luna’s feet were stuck together on the frame, unable to wiggle away as her soles took the full brunt of the feathers. “AAAIIIIEEEAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA! NOOOOAAAAHAHAHAHA AAAAHAHAHA IT TIHIHIHIHICKLES SOHOHOHO MUHUHUHUHUUUUUUCH!”
While the others had been busy working their hands, Stable was simply letting his magic work on, leaving Celestia’s upper torso in the throws of torture while he wandered off to the closest supply shelf. He could tell that Celestia was starting to wear down; next, he would have to find a way to really make some cracks appear in her will. After that, if needed, he could move on to his final idea…
“Ahh, this should work nicely!” He grinned to himself as he grabbed a bottle off the shelf, approaching Celestia from the front this time. Once he was directly in front of her, he finally had the tools pull back from her chest and underarms, giving her another moment to catch her breath. However, by this point sweat was clearly visible on her forehead, and the brushing had caused a pink tinge to appear under her pristine coat at her nipples and both her underarms. It was clearly visible to her as well, bringing a blush to her cheeks.
“A-ahh… Ihihihi admit… You’re good at what you do,” she said slowly between gulps of fresh air, chest heaving freely with nothing at risk of brushing her nerves. “However, I promise, you need to try better than… Than…” Her voice faded off as she noticed the bottle in Stable’s hand, her eyes widening once again, “W-Wait, no! You, you can’t be allowed to use that! T-That belongs to Flicker, doesn’t it?”
“What, this?” He chuckled as he held up the bottle of clear liquid, shaking it gently at her face, “Ohh no; I’m no cheater, I didn’t touch his personal blends. This is just regular old baby oil from the store. Perfectly fine for me to use on you.” He gave her a wink, and seconds later Celestia yelped as her feet came out from under her; now dangling in the air as the cuffs on her ankles brought her feet right up in front of Stable, ankles together and unable to move away.
“Ah! C-Come now, this… This can’t be allowed!” she protested, a chill going down her back as Stable held the bottle above her feet, popping the top with his thumb. She turned her head, but still watched out of the corner of her eye as the bottle tilted, clear liquid trickling out and hitting her toes. Once it hit, the cold got a small, cute yelp from the princess followed by a shiver, as she could feel the oil trickling down her soles. Even covering one foot with the other did nothing, the stuff easily seeping down between her toes and over the covered sole.
“I’m afraid it is, my dear Celestia,” Stable hummed, smirking now as he watched the oil creep down her soles, multiple drops racing down towards her heels as she wiggled her feet helplessly. Once a rather generous portion of the bottle’s contents had been drained onto her feet, he finally set it aside as his hands came out, “Now try and enjoy this part; it’s the last good sensation you’ll have until you drop that safeword.”
As his palms pressed to her feet, Celestia hissed and tensed… Only to give a gentle shudder as the rubbing started. His hands were smooth and gentle, working the oil evenly across her broad soles and leaving them with a rather appealing shine in the light from overhead. Though once he got to the toes, she couldn’t help but start to snort and snicker, the digits wiggling around as he rubbed the oil all about.
“A-Aahahaheheheeehehehe, w-wahahahat ihihit…” she squeaked out, shaking her head as she could feel oil getting rubbed in all over the base of her toes. But it was when his fingers pushed the stuff into the gaps that she jumped in place, letting out a loud squeal, N-NOOOOHHOHOhohohoho, nohoht thehehere! Pleeeehehehehehehase!!”
“Dawww, does the poor princess have some terribly tender tootsies?” Stable cooed, grinning as his fingers vigorously rubbed into all of the gaps in her toes. The result being an adorably squealing, blushing Celestia who actually nodded for him! “Heh, that’s right, you certainly do! But I maaaaay spare them any real tickles… IF you just give me that one little word.”
“N-ohohohoooo!” She couldn’t help herself; this was starting to make her heart pound in the best way. Sure, it was setting herself up for some real tickle torture, but that’s what she’d been craving this evening. And now there was one more pony out there she could trust to deliver on just that. “I-Iihihihihi’ll nehhever sahahay it!”
“Heh, you think so?” Stable smirked, holding his hands up as his horn began to glow once again. This time however, his aura surrounded each of his fingers, and Celestia could only watch as the aura condensed at his fingertips, forming into solid, green claws enveloping the end of each digit. “Because these may change your tune,” he finished, wiggling the claws at her face.
“O-Ohh my… That is… Certainly something only a unicorn could do…” Celestia spoke slowly, swallowing as another shiver went down her back. Even from where she was, it was clear those claw tips were quite fine-tipped. Not sharp enough to cut, but definitely capable of lighting every oil-soaked nerve in her feet on fire… Ohh, she was going to enjoy this…
“Indeed. Don’t feel bad that you’re going to lose though; you’ve put up the kind of fight I expected from a princess,” he assured. Right before his fingers pressed down, the magical claws pressing deep into Celestia’s bright, shiny soles and starting to skitter themselves up and down over her huge arches.
The result was almost instant; Celestia gave a powerful hop in her binds before she began to outright flail around, howling and screeching with laughter as her pupils shrunk to the size of pins. There was no attempt to try and hold anything back, mainly because she found it impossible from how intense the claws felt on her soles!
“A-AAAAAAAAAHAHAHHAAHHAHAAAAAAHAHAHEHHEHEEEEEHEHEHEHEHHOOOHOHAHHAAA!! O-OHOHOHOHOOHOHOOHOHOHOH NOHOHOHOOHAHAHAHAAAAHAAHAHA!! I-IHIHIHIHIHIHIHIT’S TEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHERHRIBLE!!!” Her feet were paddling back and forth, flying from side to side as her body flailed about in the floating bindings. Her mane was flying about as well, it’s usual ethereal flow having faded away as strands of pastel hair stuck to her sweating forehead. It was hard to think of much but those fine tips scrabbling on her pristine feet; she almost never had to deal with claws, this was way more than usual for her! It was even making her wonder how much longer she could last…
Flicker kept brushing Twilight’s inner thighs, Every time, she’d buck her hips to try and get some erotic pleasure out of it, and every time, he’d punish it with more tickling to somewhere else like her hips or armpits. Eventually, Flicker took the brushes away, clicking his tongue. “Tsk tsk, such a naughty, impatient princess…”
“PLEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEAAASE! I WAHAHAHAHANT IIIIIT!” Twilight begged. Without the brushes teasing her, all she could focus on was the toe rings and their maddening spinning.
“Oh, do you?” Flicker gave her a coy smile. “You seem very eager for me to tickle that pussy of yours…” He hovered the brushes over her crotch just to tease her even more.
Twilight frantically nodded her head. “AAAHAHAHA YES! I WANNAHAHAHAHA CUHUHUHUHUHUM! P-PLEHEHEHEHEHASE FLICKER!”
Flicker leaned his head from side to side, pretending to think about whether or not he should while letting Twilight writhe around in ticklish torment. “Mmm, alright, let’s get some attention to that needy pussy of yours.”
Twilight looked on with excitement as Flicker nodded in agreement, wiggling her hips in a needy plea, but saw Flicker take out some sort of cap from out of his pocket, placing it on Twilight’s crotch. It was hard for her to concentrate with all the toe rings still spinning, but she could at least feel it being placed on her clit.
“There, now no more whining that I’m not playing with you,” Flicker smirked, letting his machine do the work.
Twilight quickly arched her back with a shaky moan. The stallion had put something on that stayed tight on her clit, something that buzzed and brushed against her little love button without end. Now the tickling of the toe rings was in direct conflict with the pleasure of the clit stimulator, both sensations fighting for her attention, only further driving her crazy.
Flicker brought the brushes back, now exclusively targeting her crotch, barely touching her lower lips with the soft bristles. “Now then, if you’re able to cum, you may do so at any time.”
“GYAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH PLEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHA I CAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA! S-SLOHOHOHOHOW IT DAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!” The princess frantically shook her head, unable to concentrate on a single sensation. She could feel herself getting closer to an orgasm, but the tickling made it unclear how much more it would take for her to reach it.
“Slow down?” Flicker raised an eyebrow. “But I thought you wanted it soooo bad…Why should I stop now? Unless of course…you want to say that special word…”
Twilight still had it in her to shake her head. At least her hip thrusts weren’t punished with more tickling, but it no longer rewarded her with more erotic pleasure, at least, as far as she could tell. “NOHOHOHOHOAHAHAHAAA! KEEP GOHOHOIIIIIING!”
With a casual shrug, Flicker ducked down under the frame, out of Twilight’s sight. “Very well, this one invention should be perfect for a horny tickle princess…”
“Now then…” Dreamy put a few phoenix feathers in each hand, barely able to resist the urge to let out a supervillain-like laugh as he stood at Luna’s side. “Where should I go with these? Any suggestions, Luna?”
Luna gulped, trying to squirm her body away and not give Dreamy any more sinister ideas.
“Mmm, I bet Flicker usually does some evil thing like edge you until you can’t take it anymore…” The pegasus mused. “He does have an affinity for that sort of thing after all…”
Luna’s breathing got heavier. The idea of being edged from an orgasm was exciting, but from a phoenix feather? She wasn’t sure how much longer she was going to last.
“I have to admit, it wouldn’t be a bad strategy to use for myself…” Dreamy leaned over Luna’s legs, stroking a feather against her wet and needy pussy.
“HAAAAAAANGH!” Luna let out a powerful, horny shout. The sensation was warm and oh so pleasurable. If she hadn’t been trying to fight it, she may have just came from that one stroke. Though not the worst of situations to be in, it would’ve been terribly embarrassing for her.
Dreamy let out a low, impressed whistle, needing to press his ears against the sides of his head with how loud Luna got. “Whoa, guess I’m doing something right! Guess there’s no need for me to stop then!”
Luna arched her back, crying out in a fit of pure horny pleasure. Sweat, tears, and drool dripped down the sides of her face as another slow drag of the feather down her pussy sent her nerves into overdrive again. “HNNNAAAAAAAH! OH FUUUUAAAAAA!”
Just before Dreamy brought the feather down for a third time, he looked over at Luna, waving it in the air as he talked. “Hmm, it seems like you’re soooo close to an orgasm. If this were Flicker, he’d probably stop and go back to tickling your toes or something, denying you of an orgasm that you’re so desperate to achieve...”
Luna could see that Dreamy was still holding about five phoenix feathers in his other hand, tormenting her with a torture that seemed inevitable.
“Buuut, lucky for you, I’m not Flicker.” Dreamy put the feather back down, starting at her clit, and went all the way down once more.
“AAAAAaaaaAAAAAaaaaAAAAAH!” Luna shut her eyes, howling with horny pleasure as she couldn’t hold out any longer. She bucked her hips as much as her bonds would allow as she came, squirting the feather and a good amount of Dreamy’s hand.
Dreamy flinched a bit from Luna’s screaming orgasm, but hardly faltered. “There we go, wasn’t that nice?”
Luna took a few gasping breaths as her mind got fuzzy. “H-Haaangh…ohohoho…D-Dreamy…That…You-WAAAAAAAAAAH!” She looked downwards, seeing that Dreamy was still going with the phoenix feather.
“Well, it must’ve felt amazing, I’m sure you wouldn’t mind having another orgasm…and another…and another…” He chuckled, bringing in a second feather in hand to stroke her pussy gently touching the same spots just as soon as the first one finished.
“NO NO NO NO WAAAAAIIIIIT! A-AAAAAH! MMMMPH! D-DREEEEEAAAAAMYYYYYY!” Luna’s mind was still reeling from the first orgasm, and Dreamy was already making headway towards another. The post-orgasm sensitivity was plenty high already, but the kiss of the phoenix feather rejuvenating her nerves with each touch made things a thousand times worse.
Dreamy always took a little bit of pleasure in getting his victim to scream out his name in begging hysterics, especially if it was a princess. “Isn’t this much better than being on edge the whole time? Now you get to enjoy that orgasmic feeling all you want…”
Luna opened her mouth, but all that managed to come out was incoherent babbling as she came again, her toes spreading out as her entire body shook with heavenly pleasure. Through teary eyes, she could tell by the smirk on Dreamy’s face that he didn’t plan on stopping until she made him stop.
It had been a good several minutes since Stable began his clawed tickling on Celestia’s feet. In that small length of time he’d been sure to branch his way out, taking in the variety of reactions he would get out of her as he explored all over the slick, oiled peds. It helped that her feet were so massive, giving him plenty of space to work with and letting him really pinpoint and outline certain parts of her feet.
The arches were definitely the best for the loudest laughter, while her heels had made her melt into a pile of frantic, adorable giggles that got her whole body trembling. The balls of her feet had gotten a rather fun result as well as it made a few cute moans slip out as well, managing to make her face redder than it already had been. But by far the toes were the worst spot for her, leading the poor princess into a mad shrieking fit as they tried to clamp down. Only for Stable to have pried them up and apart with his magic, letting him exploit each individual digit.
The final result was a slumped, panting princess who was quite clearly on her last legs in terms of resistance. Strands of Celestia’s mane clung to her brow, and the mare had streaks of tears on her cheeks. Which Stable gently wiped off as he leaned in down beside her upper half, smiling as a still-clawed finger stroked her chin and made her jump.
“So Celestia; is there anything you’d like to say to me now, hmmm? Shouldn’t be too difficult even in this state.”
“I-I… I…” She shivered gently, swallowing before looking over and locking eyes with the stallion. “I… Am NOT going to give in so easily to a newbie like you.”
For a moment, Stable remained quiet, but then a wicked smirk crept across his lips, and there was a new spark in his eyes. One Celestia hadn’t seen up to this point, and it made her heart skip a beat. When he finally did speak, his voice was cool and slow; “Alright then. I guess if you’re gonna remain truly defiant, I’ll have to get truly evil.”
Once more his horn began to glow, and there was a sudden flash of green from under Celestia’s plot, making her pause and glance down. She couldn’t see anything, but that flash had been a teleport spell, no doubt about it. “What… Was that, exactly?”
“Ohh, why tell you and ruin the surprise?” He chuckled, patting his hand as his magical claws finally vanished. However, seconds later a new sensation hit. One that made the solar princess go rigid, letting out an adorable squeak as her cheeks flushed neon pink. It was immediately clear what he had gone and brought in for his final push.
It was a feather wheel. She couldn’t see it, but she most definitely felt the numerous soft, fluffy tips dragging themselves over her swollen, dripping pussy lips. Each one taking its slow, sweet time to travel across the leaking folds and along her clit. All ending the trip with a quick, teasing flick over her exposed pearl before the next one started to drag right away. She couldn’t tell what kind of feathers they were… But by god, whatever kind he had picked they were effective!
He didn’t even say anything this time; he just smirked and kneeled there beside her, letting the tool do it’s work while she began to giggle and moan.
“G-Gaaaaahahahahahhmhmhmmmmmmphh! O-Oooohohohohooh, t-this… Gaaaaahahahaha, h-hohohohohooooow i-ihihihihihis thihihiihhihis faaaaaaaa…. F-fahahahahaaair?!”
“Simple; I brought the toy in with magic, and my magic is what’s spinning it. Besides, I made it, so it’s perfect for this sort of thing,” Stable explained, sounding quite pleased with himself as he did. “Speaking of, there is one last spell I have to cast…” His voice trailed off as Celestia suddenly felt a buzzing tingle over her lower lips, making her give a surprised yelp between the moans. However, soon after it faded, she realized what had happened, mainly because she could feel she had stopped leaking.
“W-Whaaa…. Y-Yoooooooohhhhhhhu…”
“Heh, surprised? A chastity spell isn’t too hard once you use it enough times; all the pleasure, but none of the release.” He snickered, leaning in and kissing the whimpering princess on her cheek.
“I-Iiiiiihhhhhhhhihihiihhiiii… T-Thhhihihihihis w-wohohooooooohhhn’t breahahahahaak meeeeeeeee!” But it was clear to even her that was a lie, her body trembling from another pass of the feather… Well, she just had to hold out until the others caved in… They had to be at the edge by now, right…?
Twilight could only writhe and giggle as she saw Flicker bring something up from underneath her. It was hard to tell exactly what it was, but it looked like just a bunch of straps.
As Twilight thrashed around, Flicker got to work putting the machine onto her, looping straps around her shoulders, wings, and stomach to secure it to her body. The princess could feel it hug around her body, looping around her breasts and between her cleavage. She tried to examine what it could possibly do, but it was hard to concentrate with the toe rings and clit pumper.
“Before I start it, I do have to wonder…” Flicker said out loud, now holding a remote in his hand. “Whether or not you’ll be able to say the safe word with all three of my inventions on you…” With a short chuckle, he pressed the button.
From the little straps that wrapped around her upperbody, little mechanical claws sprung out, quick to skitter across Twilight’s body.
“EEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAA!” The claws had a wide range of coverage. Given how the contraption was wrapped around her, they could get at her armpits, ribs, breasts, nipples, and cleavage. They weren’t sharp enough to scratch, but they undoubtedly tickled like mad.
“Ah, just in case you forgot, you’re meant to say ‘strawberry’ when you want it to stop,” Flicker reminded, walking back between Twilight’s legs.
No matter where Twilight twisted her body, she couldn’t escape from the tickling. The devices were stuck to her despite all the kicking she tried to do. The straps were especially effective at keeping all her struggles to a minimum. She could swear she felt the clit pumper slow down once she felt the haze in her mind signal she was close to an orgasm.
“Aha, looks like it’s working well!” Flicked nodded in approval. “I thought your upperbody was feeling a bit lonely, so I hope that helped giving you the tickles you want.”
The device skittered its claws everywhere, she could feel a dozen claws in her armpits, two for each rib and the spaces between, several teasing all around her breasts and poking and pinching her nipples. It would be bad enough on its own, but the oil amplified the experiences. She let out a loud, long scream before returning to the uncontrollable peals of ticklish, delighted laughter.
“Look at you,” the earth pony mused, looking down at his giggly princess. “All busy with everything tickling you all at once. And me without a thing to do with my hands…”
“YAAAAHAHAHAAAAHAHAHA! NONONONONONOOOOOOHOHOHO! PLEHEHEHAAAASE!” Twilight pleaded, knowing full-well where Flicker was about to go with this.
Flicker put on two gloves, Twilight could see the little vibrators at each of the fingertips. “Not the most elaborate of devices, but I think you know that these are quite effective,” He said, turning them on and pressing his fingers to her soles.
“NO NO NO NO NO PLEAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!” Twilight let out a high-pitched shriek as she felt all ten vibrators touched her feet at once, only adding to the torment of her feet. No matter how much she flailed her feet around, the ten vibrators and ten toe rings continued to tickle. She couldn’t kick off the rings, but she thought she might have a little bit of luck getting away from Flicker’s fingers. But the earth pony was tenacious, he kept contact with her soles the entire time.
“Such a naughty tickle princess, trying to escape the tests…” Flicker chastised. Despite all the flailing from her feet, he still shifted his fingers around just enough to tickle a different part of her feet with all the vibrators.
“EEEEEAAAAAHAHAHAHAHA NAAAHAHAHAHAHA HEEHEEHEEEHAHAHAHAHA TIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHICKLES!” Twilight could no longer distinguish between the different ticklish sensations on her body anymore. Her mind didn’t have the energy to tell which feeling was the claws on her armpits, which were the spinning bristles on her toes, the pumping and teasing of her clit, the vibrating against her arches. All that went through in her mind was a maddening amount of tickling. Her body moved out of pure reactionary instinct, rather than a conscious attempt to escape.
Dreamy had gotten Luna to quite a few orgasms in a short amount of time, though he didn’t bother keeping track of the exact number. He had gradually added more phoenix feathers to his hand until he had a whole fan of them going back and forth, up and down to continuously stimulate her.
Luna rolled her head side to side, moaning and drooling as the orgasms kept coming, barely giving her time to recover from the first one before Dreamy’s hand kept moving to speed her to the next one. The pleasure never dulled, keeping the princess in a constant aroused high.
As fun as it was to see Luna squirm and moan in absolute horny bliss, he did let up for a moment to let the princess catch her breath and retain her sanity. “You know, I may not have been tickling you as long as I have Celestia, but I think I know of a secret little spot that will really drive you wild.” Dreamy moved his fan of feathers up Luna’s stomach and to her breasts. “It’s something I know gets me and Tia, but it’s something Flicker and Stable would never really think of going for...”
Luna was barely paying attention, all her energy was spent basking in over a dozen different afterglows. But when Dreamy started moving the feathers up her body, she started screaming with laughter again. The magic of the feathers kept her energy up high as they glided across her body.
“There’s a good reason why I didn’t restrain your wings, you know. A bulky wing sleeve would just make it harder to get to the goods…”
“N-No…D-Dreamy…you wouldn’t…” Luna panted, her erect wings trying to close and block him off. She knew exactly what he was talking about, and was doing everything in her limited power to prevent him from getting there with those feathers.
Dreamy started to reach his hand underneath the frame. “Oh, but I would. After all…I don’t have a reason to stop, do I?”
“Dreamy, please! Y-You’re so going to get it when I’m out of this, I promise you! Next time you have one of your little afternoon naps, I’m going to-AAAAAAAAAAAHAAAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!” Luna’s threat fell on deaf ears as Dreamy attacked from behind, using his fan of feathers on Luna’s back, right between her wings.
The pegasus grinned in self-satisfaction. “Always works,” he chuckled, his own wings popping out. “Do you want something else beside the phoenix feathers, Luna?”
“Y-YEHEHEHEHEHEHEHES! PLEHEHEEEAAAASE!” she begged. Luna tried to keep her back to the frame as much as possible, but Dreamy simply used another feather to tease her navel or worse, her clit, causing her to wiggle around or arch her back, and Dreamy took advantage of every single opening. It was nearly impossible for her to guard her back from those feathers, and not being able to quite see it coming made the tickling even worse.
Seeing her answer coming, Dreamy obliged. His wing reached over to brush her soles again.
They didn’t tickle nearly as much as the phoenix feathers did, but what Dreamy’s wing lacked in pure intensity and magical properties, it made up for with speed and finesse. The post-orgasm sensitivity didn’t hurt either. “WAIT WAIT NOOOOHAHAHAHAAAAAAA! EEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEEEP!” Dreamy’s wings swept up and down her soles, the feathers making sure not to miss a spot, even as she curled up her feet.
It took a bit of concentration, but Dreamy got into a good flow of moving his wing across her soles and using his hands to tickle Luna’s back. It took a little more concentration to deliberately stop his wing from going higher than the balls of her feet, leaving her toes alone for the moment. “I wonder how it feels to be tickled by so many phoenix feathers at once, especially in a spot that’s soooo sensitive!”
Luna wanted to say “Once I get out of here, I’m going to make sure you find out what it feels like for a full hour!” But what came out instead was “AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA TIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHICKLES!”
Dreamy soon felt comfortable with the rhythm he was going at. “Ah, silly me. I still have a free hand and a free wing.” He stuck his tongue out as he concentrated, stretching to cover Luna’s much taller figure. His wings reached to get Luna’s feet and armpits, and with red feathers in each hand, he attacked the base of her wings and her pussy. “Hmm, maybe I should take these feathers and saw them between aaaall those gaps between your toes…”
“OHOHOHOHO FUHUHUHUHUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!” Dreamy’s wings had finally aimed for Luna’s toes, the multitude of feathers slipping in between each gap. The wing at her upperbody easily got both armpits and breasts, mixing tickling with erotic pleasure, and those evil phoenix feathers, stroking away at her back and her pussy. All of her hot spots were being hit all at once, and Luna was going to be at full energy for all of it.
Her mental state, however, was a different story.
What happened next was actually surprising, and not just to the trio of tickling stallions. Their -lees were all near the end of their limits by this point, but none of them had really been paying attention to the others, needing to try and focus mainly on not caving under their respective tortures. As a result, they didn’t know just how close the others were to their breaking points, and their wills were starting to give out.
Celestia squealing and writhing with every feather’s pass over her slit…
Twilight utterly incapable of escaping a single moment of her tickles…
Luna being utterly ravished by the feathers wandering all over her form…
All three princesses were at their limit, desperate to find the energy to concentrate to say just one thing…
“STRAWBERRY!”
The three stallions were also focused on their own task of breaking their princess, paying very little attention to what their competition was doing. As soon as they heard their victim say the safe word, they turned around to declare their victory, only to slowly realize that there were two other voices they heard speak up at the same time.
Dreamy’s confident grin turned to a confused expression as he was spinning to face Flicker and Stable. “...Wait. Are you kidding me?” He threw his hands up in the air in resignation. “No way. That didn’t just happen, did it? There’s no way that what’s happening is what I think is happening.”
“I… Ummm…. So, wait… What do we do about this?” Stable actually found himself speechless, gaze moving between the other two stallions and their captives. He clearly hadn’t been expecting a three-way tie, and he didn’t seem to be the only one unsure of what to do. Though he did promptly make the feather wheel under Celestia vanish, granting her true rest at long last.
Flicker was quick to shut off all the devices on Twilight at once, giving her plenty of time to recover while trying to resolve the issue they now found themselves in. “Well, this is…unexpected.”
“I’ll say; I can’t even comprehend the odds of this,” Stable added, his horn glowing again as he gently set Celestia down on the ground. His back was to her however, not really paying attention as he kept his focus on the other stallions. “I didn’t think we would NEED conditions for a tie-breaker.”
“True,” Flicker nodded, undoing the various straps and taking off all the tools on Twilight’s body. “Though I suppose it is a testament to our skills if we all managed to tie while giving it our all.”
“Yeah, but are we really gonna be satisfied with a tie?” Dreamy scoffed, loosening the straps on Luna and taking off her horn ring while looking at the other two stallions. “We made a whole big deal about which one of us was the better tickler and we’re not gonna have a definitive winner?”
Stable was about to make a suggestion about what to do next, but before he could he felt a hand come down on his shoulder. Followed by a sudden, ominous chill down his back he could feel the force of the stare Celestia was giving him. Even without looking back, he could imagine the wicked shine in her eyes and smirk over her muzzle as she spoke.
“Ohhh, don’t you boys worry about what to do next; I think I know exactly how we can wrap up tonight’s little competition…”
“...ohno…” Dreamy let out a little whimper, he knew that tone of voice, and that look in her eye all too well. He tried to slowly sneak out of the room, but was quickly stopped by Luna, reining him with her magic as she stood up straight.
“Indeed. We can still help you settle matters once and for all…”
Though very much fatigued, Twilight was able to grab onto Flicker’s wrist, making sure he wouldn’t be able to try anything.
“Yeah, and we have the perfect method of doing so…”
*~*~*~*~*
Once again there was laughter filling the large open back room, echoing around off the magically-soundproofed walls. However, this time around it was a bit less high-pitched, though just as wild and tormented, if not moreso.
“AIIIIEEEHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAP!”
“PLEHEHEHEHEHEEEAAAASE!”
The bindings from before had been pushed aside, leaving plenty of space in the middle of the room for the large set of three-person stocks that had been neglected earlier. But now they were fully occupied, each pair of holes filled with a set of stallion soles. The princesses had agreed that their payback would be up close and personal, and this was the perfect means of doing so. Their previous tormentors had been stripped bare before getting locked in nice and tight, Dreamy finding himself in the middle with Flicker to his left and Stable on his right. Their arms bound behind them with some soft ropes, and Stable had ended up with all three of the previously-used rings on his own horn for good measure.
Still, some simple foot tickles weren’t good enough for these three. After all, they had driven three of Equestria’s rulers to the absolute brink! Besides, they were so eager to find out who was the best tickler among them? Well, the princesses had decided the best idea was to use their own methods on them, instead.
Each of them had decided to go with their usual stallion of choice, but had taken inspiration from their previous -lers to use on each of them.
Celestia had plenty of experience with magic, but Stable had given her a bit of inspiration in how to torment Dreamy, aside from being able to move a multitude of tools with ease, she had created a magic tactile link between his soles and cock. Every little motion on one would be felt on the other, ensuring a constantly giggly, squealing, flustered pegasus. A little chastity spell made sure that the fun didn’t end too early.
Twilight had immediately scooped up the oil brushes Flicker was using on her earlier; there was no better way of messing with a stallion who already couldn’t handle how ticklish his feet were! By this point both of his soles were nice and shiny, her own magic working the brush and easily holding all of his toes stall while she focused on drenching them in the powerful substance. The playful cuddling and gentle goosing on his sides didn’t help, either.
Luna took the phoenix feathers that Dreamy had used on her, and decided to carry out that unfulfilled threat he made to her onto Flicker. Each slot between his toes got a feather, sawing back and forth. In addition to being maddeningly ticklish, each stroke made the area they kissed even more sensitive and softer. The princess also made sure to not neglect his upperbody, using her own much larger wings to brush over his belly, and digging her fingers into the earth pony’s arches for good measure.
Needless to say, each of the boys were feeling quite overwhelmed at the moment, brows sweating and eyes teary as they writhed and wiggled in the grasp of their favorite princesses.
“NOOOHOHOHOHOHO MOHOHOHORE! P-PLEEAAAASE! I CAHAHAHAN’T TAHAHAHAHAKE IIIIIT!” Dreamy pleaded, twisting around and bouncing his legs. The vibrators that were pushed to his soles were too much to handle, and the constant buzzing that was felt on his crotch, but still unable to climax was maddening.
“Ah ah, not yet.” Celestia playfully chastised, moving the vibrators underneath his toes, bringing out the feather wheel to replace the spot it previously was. “We’ve still got plenty of fun toys to try out…”
“BWWAAAAAHAHAHAHAAAAHAHHAHAHAHAAEHEHEHEEEHEHEHEHE!! P-PLEEEHEHHEHEHEHEASE, N-N-NOOHHOHOHHHAAAAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHE TOOOOHOHOHOHHOESS!” Stable was outright shouting between his laughter, voice pleading as his mane stuck to his forehead. Flicker’s oils were so potent he swore he could feel every bristle as Twilight worked them on his toes.
But Twilight simply giggled, pushing herself up against the unicorn’s back as her hands slid down, giving his hips a good squeeze. The moan it got made her eyes shine, a grin on her face; “Ohh, why not though? Can’t the ace tickler handle a little taste of his own medicine? She got no answer, just another squeal of tormented laughter.
Flicker howled with laughter, desperate to close his toes and try to stop the feathers, but Luna’s magic made sure they stay spread out and take the full brunt of the tickling. “AAAHAAHAHAHAHA MERCY MERCY MERCIIIIEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!”
“But Flicker, this is merciful, is it not?” Luna teased. “I’m just using a few feathers, after all…” Her wing brushed downwards, a row of feathers stroking against Flicker’s cock, making it twitch and drip, but never giving him the satisfaction of an orgasm.
Dreamy gasped for breath, his face red from ticklish intensity and horny desperation. “PLEHEHEAAASE JUST LEMMIE CUHUHUHUM TIAAAAHAHAHAHAHA!” He weakly thrusted his hips, despite knowing that the chastity spell would make any attempts futile.
Celestia only giggled in response. “Why? Right now you’re making the most adorable squeals. Such cute giggles from a cute stallion…” she taunted, making the blush on Dreamy’s cheeks really glow.
“Although, you’re quite used to the feeling already, aren’t you, Flicker?” Luna snickered, using the largest feathers on her wing to brush against the tip of his cock. “Always soooo close, but never quite getting there, the pleasure always being pulled away at the last second…It must be driving you crazy right now, if the tickling isn’t already, that is.”
“Really, why would we let any of you cum so easily?” Twilight asked, snickering as she danced her nails over Stable’s inner thighs. It got another loud squeal from the stallion, some pre now shining on his cockhead.
“C-COMHOHOOHOHHOOHOON!! THIHIHIHIHIS IHIHIHISN’T FHAHAHAAAAAAIR!!”
“I think it’s quite fair, dear Stable,” Celestia interjected. “You three each got to use the tools and abilities at your disposal, and as alicorns, we’re simply using ours.”
“And now, you boys have the chance to decide on whose methods are the most effect through personal experience,” Twilight added. “I think that’s a much better way to decide on who’s the best tickler between you.”
“Feel free to take your time deciding,” Luna smirked. “We have no problem waiting until all three of you come to a consensus.”
“Of course, you don’t have to agree that it’s one of you three,” Celestia giggled, leaning closer to Dreamy’s soles. “There are plenty of other options…” As the vibrators and feather wheel wreaked havoc on Dreamy’s toes, she planted a few kisses on his blushing soles.
Pomf!
With a high-pitched squeal, Dreamy’s wings had popped open, spreading his feathers as far as he could as he began frantically flapping them in a ticklish panic.
Unfortunately for the two stallions he was in between, their exposed upperbodies were well within reach.
“D-DREEEEHHEHEHEHEHEHEEHAMYYYY!!! STOHOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAAP THAHAHAHAT!!” Stable protested, shrieking as the soft feathers were brushing over his side and ribs, as well as the closest nipple. His face flushed pink, not expecting his new friend’s feathers to be so effective.
“GAHAHAHAHAAAAAHAHA! COME OHOHOHOHON! DOHOHOHOHOHOHON’T MAKE IT WOHOHOHOHORSE!” Flicker cackled, now getting a double dose of wing brushing from Luna deliberately, and Dreamy accidentally. No matter where he squirmed, a wall of soft feathers hit him on both sides.
“SOHOHOHOHORRIIIEEEHEEHEE! I’M TRYIIIIIIHIHIHIHIHHING! I-I CAHAHAHAHAAAAAN’T!” Dreamy desperately tried to pull his wings back, but Celestia would not let up on teasing and tickling his feet. Each sensation on his soles was felt on his cock, only building up his arousal and keeping his wings out.
The three were starting to bicker yet again even as they laughed under the torment of their rulers, Stable and Flicker continuing to protest as Dreamy was apologizing between his pleas for release. Meanwhile the princesses were all just snickering to themselves as they shared a satisfied grin. It was quite clear that there would be no clear victor between the stallions this evening, but there didn’t really need to be. There would alway be a chance for more playful contests in the future after all.
But if there were any clear victors this evening, it was most definitely the three satisfied mares. Each of them cuddling their respective stallion with the promises of a long, entertaining evening ahead.
Author's Note
The fact that these stories get 3 to 5 downvotes within minutes of publishing no matter what the length is proof that no one on this fanfiction website actually reads.
Was a fun experience to write all this within a week with Ice.
